Brandi's new job was to field test new technology for the CIA. She was a middle aged redhead who had never been married and had an average build, she lived by herself and was genuinely happy to do work that got her out of the house. She was wearing a pair of high heels, hoes, a knee length black skirt and a nice kind-of-loose white blouse. Today she was driv...
As Phillipe bent down to kiss her still wet lips he suddenly became a unicorn, or at least that's how it looked to Clarisse. A horn seemed to grow out of his forehead. She screamed as she realised it was in fact the tip of a sword that had been plunged into the back of his head. As she watched, horrified, his eyes grew dim and he collapsed across her kneelin...
Vikki and John were both flirts , that was probably what attracted them to each other in the first place , it was also what made them so popular with the others friends . Not that anything had happened , for their entire 5 years together they had been totally faithful to each other with the flirting never going beyond verbal sparring , a few cuddles and a ki...
This is my first attempt at a longer story with deeper characters and a more evolved story line. Stay tuned for the next chapter. As always comments are welcome. * Steve was mild mannered guy with a big secret. Steve was an avid cross dresser, very bi actually leaning towards being gay. Steve did not consider himself gay because he really wanted to be fem...
I was in San Francisco for the weekend, visiting some friends of mine. I have a buddy who's going to film school out there, and I drove out to see the latest project he was working on. After the student film festival wrapped itself up we were walking up Lincoln Ave towards my buddy's apartment. My friend was bitching to his girlfriend about how pretentious m...
A few weeks past before Howard invited me over for "some fun", I knew what he meant. He said in the note he left at my house, that he had a friend coming that wanted to meet me. Howard also said he had bought me some sexy presents, new outfits and undies, and that he was looking forward to seeing wearing them. I was to go to his Sunday at 4 o'clock, so , I l...
At first - before we go out for the evening - we're there on the rocking chair by the fire - I feel myself - with each rock of the chair - the front pussy pushing into me - my cock actually shifting position inside you - stretching you - exploring you to the fullest - the rhythm too slow to get me to cum but to Keep me rock hard - stirring your juices as a s...
You follow me in to my bedroom, talking to me as I look for a book you've asked to borrow. I pull it from the bookshelf and stand up to hand it to you and you pull me towards you by the belt loops on the front of my jeans. My body pressed against yours, the book hangs uselessly from my hand as you start to kiss me. I make a small appreciative sound in the ba...
In the opener of this story, my work friend Tony discovered I was wearing lingerie under my work clothing. Instead of being repulsed as I had feared, Tony was aroused and began to express his romantic interest in my office. Unfortunately, we were called into a staff meeting and nothing happened. This is what followed. I sat through the long, boring meeting...
(Please remember, the original was written in 1929, so bear with men wearing hats, making nickel phone calls, and ladies wearing silk stockings and step-ins and using typewriters instead of computers.) The woman Essie escorted in was a knockout. She was tall and pliantly slender, without angularity anywhere. Her body was erect and high-breasted, her legs lo...